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Their One-Year Anniversary [MF] [Cuckold] [Dubcon] [Implied Mind Control]

Q: How do you get ruin a girl’s one-year anniversary?

A: By filming a video of her begging to slobber on your thick cock, followed by ten minutes of actual cock-slobbering and another ten of cock-riding, before you shoot your load into her fertile pussy… while her boyfriend waits obediently for her in the fancy restaurant he brought her to celebrate in!

Oh wait – that’s not how you ruin the girl’s one-year anniversary. That’s how you make it better. It’s how you ruin the **guy’s** one-year anniversary. After all, *she* was left moaning in an orgasmic bliss and begging for more. And even for him, well – he was left with a nice present.

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It was their one-year anniversary, and Eddie & Alison couldn’t be happier together. They were one of **those** couples – you know, the ones that fall in love at first sight when their eyes beheld each other at college, who are almost unbearably mushy and clingy, but are also unfairly attractive. They were the kind of match that just **fit**, the kind of compatibility that seems to belong only to the realm of attractive people. And they were the envy (and the target of silent resent) of most of their friends. Read more »

I’m Trying to Read!

Ashley rolled her eyes and grinned while she pretended not to notice the door to her bedroom opening up behind her. She flipped the page on the book she was reading and casually let her legs drift ever so slightly further apart on the bed. She wriggled her rounded rear as though she didn’t have a care in the world and just about managed not to gasp when she felt the two strong hands grab hold of her ankles and pull her back towards the edge of the bed.

“Jason!” She squealed and twisted half around to see her flatmate naked at the foot of the bed stroking his cock with one hand and a hungry, predatory glint in his eyes. “I’m reading.”

“I’m not stopping you. Go ahead and read. Just remember, you’re the one who came to me wanting to play this game. You’re the one that said you wanted it all the time.” He grabbed hold of her shorts and yanked them off her roughly. He nodded, of course, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, she knew what he liked. “You’re the one that said I could have her any time I wanted.” He grabbed both of her ankles again and pushed them as far apart as she could stand. He moved forward and pressed his thick cock against her naked pussy. Read more »

Friendsgiving gone wild

“Place the food on the table and put on a mask before entering the house.” My store-bought pumpkin pie fit in perfectly with the rest of the Thanksgiving food on the table. I slipped on a mask that covered the top half of my face and left me able to see everything around me. I wished there was a mirror to see how I looked with my mask before I saw the girl and met her friends. This girl was a barista at my favorite coffeeshop – more accurately the coffee shop was my favorite because of this barista. She was not my type, but for some reason I found myself fantasizing about her. I walked into the house. Read more »

Taking a Chance

Chance was beautiful and not just your usual beautiful but that rare kind; the kind of beauty that made you stop and stare and forget your own damn name. I’m sure she had to know she had that effect on people, but somehow she never let it seem to go to her head. Of course, I may have been biased, but I didn’t care. Chance was beautiful, and she was here, alone with me – trapped in this tiny snowbound ski lodge in the valley between the mountains.

Abruptly I realised I was staring at her sweet, succulent form again. She was sitting at an angle with her back facing me and her feet out towards the fire. I was painfully aware that all she had on now were the thin, skin-tight thermals we’d both been wearing under our clothes. We’d taken our heavy ski gear off not long after the fire had filled the single rustic room of the lodge with so much heat that there’d been no question of keeping them on. Read more »

How Jennie Likes It [mf][oral]

Jennie is a woman, not a girl. If you’d like to sleep with her, never forget this. She is brilliant, funny, imaginative, and extraordinarily self-possessed. She is not a woman you can force, cajole, trick, or guilt into fucking you. You’ll have to work for it.

Jennie’s naughtiness is old-school and innuendo-laden. If you use words like “cock” and “cunt,” you’ll lose her instantly. When she tells you about the electric toothbrush she refers to as “her first boyfriend,” just give her a knowing grin and talk about your “first girlfriend.” It may have been your hand, or it may have been something else — it doesn’t matter. Just make her aware that you understand the subtext and are game. If she trusts you, she’ll slowly reveal little details — how she spent her teen years getting to know her pillows, or polishing her bed frame to a shine. Read more »

Police Procedures part 3

Jim glanced at his watch, it was 10:30 PM, and he’d reached the far perimeter of his patrol district. He wheeled the cruiser around, and headed back for the station. It was 25 minutes away, and he’d be there to hand off his district to Roger Bellamy, the new guy, he’d graduated from the academy a month ago. His mind drifted, he thought of Bettie Jo, oh yeah, that hot, sexy, solid body waiting for him, and he could feel his cock stiffen in response as he thought about her sucking his cock, then being pinned to the bed by his cock, as he rammed into her, taking his pleasure, the hot, burning furnace of her cunt clamped around his prick. He had that full head of steam going again, and he couldn’t wait. Read more »

Passion

“Shall we head upstairs?” I ask as I stand up. I’m offering an outstretched hand as I look down at you, there’s a playful glint in my eye, a half cocked smirk etched between two rosy cheeks. There’s a teasing hesitation before you relent and take my hand. My smirk breaks out into a full awkward smile as I kiss your hand before leading us down to our bedroom.

I swing the door shut behind us, the bright living room gives way to the more intimate, dim lit atmosphere of our dark room. I catch up to you and grab your waist, tugging you gently down to the bed with me as we both fall to the soft mattress below.

My mouth quickly finds yours, kissing your soft lips with a quiet passion. A slow determined pace as I begin to explore your mouth with my tongue, flirtatious flicks between your teeth. I finish our kiss with a tug on your bottom lip before moving my lips across your cheek and to your ear. It’s still a little cold from the frigid outside air, but my warm mouth quickly changes that as I breathe hot air across it. Indulging your desires with a soft moan of pleasure, and indeed I am pleased. Exploring your beautiful body already has me quite aroused. Read more »

Jennifer Episode 3 (FFF)

Episode 3
Casie and Kim

Since you and Casie exchanged numbers she asks you to come to Birmingham to hang out the next weekend with her and a friend. She specifies “it’s a girl named Kim”

You meet Casie at her Apt and exchange small talk and start to get ready, Casie strips down in front of you and all the memories of last weekend come flooding back, she grins wickedly and says “so are you coming?” And heads to the shower.

You join her and she kisses you, feeling your tits brushing together, a slight gasp escapes your lips.
Her hand slides between your legs and starts brushing your clit and you lean against the wall and let her. Sliding her fingers inside you. You moan and tell her don’t stop.
She is kissing your neck down to your breasts. Sucking and biting your nipples.
Her other hand on your ass and her pussy grinding against your thigh.

She reaches up and grabs the shower head and it’s the detachable kind. She pulls it down and turns it on the vibrating pulsing setting and sets it against your clit. You groan deep and grind against it. Read more »

School days (A highschool student hookup written in the style of angsty smut) [M/F]

# Part 1

He was furious, she was unwilling to back down. He had his future to think of. She only thought of what was right. He wanted her to just bend a little, but her strength of character was worth much more than the empty promises of the school’s heartthrob.

What can one do when logic fails. When years of hard work could be undone by a careless whisper? Unable to contain his fury he lashes out. Thrusting out his arm to block her way forward. That was all he wanted. But in his fury he couldn’t control his strength. His arm flew past mere inches from her head…

The palm stuck the wall with a resounding clap. He himself did not realize how hard he lashed out. The pain reverberating though his hand up his elbows and to his shoulders. But his face? Not an ounce of pain is shown. His self control working over time to keep her face in focus. His upper lip curling upwards slightly, in an apparent show of disdain.